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Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Pitch Wars ALT: LL-2 THREE CARD MONTY

MENTOR: Susan Spann

SECOND
ALTERNATE: Ellis Callen

TITLE: THREE CARD MONTY

CATEGORY/GENRE: Adult Mystery

WORD
COUNT: 60,258

PITCH: When
a child abuser turns up dead in an immigrant family’s home, a down-and-out
security guard must find the killer, and the missing teenage girl accused of
the crime, before the police—or the killer—discover the secret evidence that
will force the security guard to take the blame.

EXCERPT:

Clifford
reacted as if a corpse was a common thing to find. Then again, he’d been
to Vietnam. And he hadn’t been in the hallway with that terrible
thing--easy for him to play it cool.

I was …
less cool. “Jesus Christ, a freaking cadaver! What the hell do I
do?”

Cliff
made the face that meant he wanted a cigarette – his face scrunched up when he
thought about smoking – but I wouldn’t let him smoke in the store, even if
either of us could afford the habit, which we couldn’t.

“You’re
real sure it wasn’t Rosa, right?” Cliff asked.

I
thought about it. True, I still didn’t know where Rosa was, which
terrified me – Was everyone dead over there? – but I took some deep
breaths and considered the shape in the stairwell. It was all wrong for a
teenage girl. Much bigger, much broader. Even without the head, I was a
hundred per cent sure.

“Nah
man,” I said. “It wasn’t her. It was a dude.”

Clifford
shrugged. “Okay then. I’m recommending doing nothing.”

“What?”
I asked.

“Monty,
how you even gonna explain why you were over there?” Clifford settled
into his seat and shook his head.

Good
point. I’d taken off in the middle of my shift. I’d left a
homeless person in charge of the store. In fact, the entire night’s
events, which ended with me walking in on a headless corpse in a stranger’s
unlocked house, sounded pretty unlikely.